#asktheasterousdickgrayson

Spencer jogged up to Dick’s front door, his breath coming out in grey clouds in front of him. He’d been jogging everywhere now in an attempt to be better at the physical aspect of his job, and it certainly helped in this still chilly February weather. It was a cold Valentine’s Day, and Spencer had been about to spend it alone, until he decided he really didn’t want to. And that’s why he was at Dick’s front door with a bouquet of thornless roses and a heart-shaped box of chocolates. He rapped on the front door with his knuckles and hoped he wasn’t about to look stupid.

Looks worried. “Dick.. what’s wrong… what happened?” Frowns. “Are you okay?” 

He entered the interrogation room to find the inmate already sitting behind a table, handcuffed to it. Spencer cleared his throat and took his seat across from the man, nodding at the guard to indicate he could wait outside the door. “Hello. My name is Dr. Spencer Reid.”

Nods grabbing his jacket. “I’m ready, you ready?” Smiles running out. “What are we watching?” 

Frowns. “You’re having trouble though.. Please let me help you. You hit your head hard.” Reaches for the other slowly. “Let me help you.” 

Blinks as the other male snuggled up to him. Shrugging Keith looked back down at his book reading contently. It’s not like the guy was doing something wrong, sure the red paladin wasn’t used to such affection but he didn’t mind it. 

Blinks seeing Dick wear an over sized shirt. “Hey.. Comfortable?” Chuckles softly. “You look comfy.”